I had quite a few nicknames throughout high school, the prominent three being Trouble, Smiley, and the Little Dangerous One. At 5’1 and 105lbs, it was almost impossible to believe that I could be mischievous nor could have instigated quite a few interesting events (to say the least). I kid you not, a smile goes a long way. After all, how could such an innocent bright smile cause so much chaos? (Insert smirk***)
Of course, we all change as we grow older, some of us to the point of not remembering nor recognizing how we used to be. I walked into a retirement party for my coach a few years ago, only to be greeted by a other teachers and coaches, not by my first name but as TROUBLE. I had a good laugh remembering all the reasons why.
We’re invincible, until we’re not. Right? We lived like life would never…
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